A/N: I've decided to write a new Lizzie Fic! (I WILL continue writing "Dreaming of You", though.). Unlike my other fic, which involves all of the main characters, this fic is only going to contain Matt! Yay! Yeah. I don't know how this is going to go though.
Major changes: Matt is 15, and his personality is TONS different from the cheery Matt we see on the show. With that in mind, enjoy this first chapter.
Matt McGuire looked at his reflection in his bedroom mirror, spiking his already spiky hair with care. He was in high school now. He was with the big boys now. And looks meant everything. To everyone. Even the people who didn't fit in anywhere, like Michelle Ashton, and Lucas Brady found some way to relate it to them.
His older sister, Lizzie, had always told him that high school was the greatest… that it would indeed be the best years of his life. Hah! If she were here now, he'd laugh out loud in her face. If anything, these were turning out to be the WORST years of his life.
It had nothing to do with his social life, really. He had what he thought to be a lot of friends, and even though he wasn't Mr. Popular, he wasn't downright nasty, either. He knew of a few girls who had 'crushes' on him. But they just weren't good enough for him… Well.. Wait. That was the wrong way of wording it. Maybe saying that none of those girls were the one for him. He was convinced that there was no girl out there for him. That didn't bother him too much, though.
He hadn't ever really been attracted to girls. Sure, he had had his moments when he thought the occasional girl was damn sexy, but that hadn't happened since about… 4th grade. And that 'occasional' girl was his substitute teacher. Matt just didn't know what was going on with him these days. He did want a girlfriend, but… But he couldn't do that. Not when he was having feelings for one his best friends. One of his best GUY friends, mind you. Matt wasn't really ashamed of his feelings. They just made him feel uncomfortable at times. Okay, so his feelings made him feel uncomfortable ALL the time… that was totally besides the point.
He sighed, putting down the bottle of hair gel, and tromped downstairs where his mother and father were sitting, discussing what they were going to do with Lizzie next week when she came home to visit from college. Matt smiled at the mention of his big sister returning home. He missed her. He'd missed her ever since she'd started going out with Gordo. Apparently they were now engaged. It's a shame, he thought, Gordo is really quite cute.
Matt gasped, smacking himself upside the head. WHERE THE HELL HAD THAT COME FROM?
"Are you alright, Matt?", his mother, Jo, asked.
He forced a smile. "I'm great. And you?"
He walked out the door before he could have even begun to hear his mother's reply.
Oh well. I've got more important people to see right now…
A/N: This is all I'm going to write for now. Let me know what you think, and I'll keep going. (Actually, I'd keep going with or without reviews, but hey, what the heck? J ) Peace!
